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The resistance sent them, but that's not really why these four battle-hardened Vakarrans are here. They came for me. To conquer me. To master me. To ravage me. To strip me bare, punish me for the slightest hint of defiance, and use my quivering virgin body in ways far beyond anything in even the very darkest of my dreams, until I've been utterly, completely, and shamefully subdued. I vow never to beg for mercy, but I can't help wondering how long it will be until I beg for more.

Painfully insecure and media-shy heiress Pia is duty-bound to marry well. So illegitimate Angelo is completely unsuitable husband material. Yet this irresistible Spanish tech tycoon seduces Pia with an evening of bliss...that leaves her pregnant! Pia can’t afford a scandal, but Angelo wants to publicly claim his heir. Now to control the headlines, Pia must wed the only man who has ever made her feel. With Angelo posing a danger to her well-guarded heart, can she step into the spotlight - with the wedding of the century?

Kade and Lawson are powerful, demanding, and they always get what they want. In the courtroom. In the office. And in the bedroom. What they want? Me. Their secretary. Even though I’m innocent and virtually untouched. Even though I work for them, and it’s absolutely against company policy.

Left penniless by my bully of a mother, with my little sister to take care of, I have no choice but to sell the privilege of being my first to the highest bidder. That’s where Lucas Fordham comes in. Gorgeous, athletic, and dripping with more money than he knows what to do with. He spots me from across the room at a dark club. And he offers me an ungodly price for the privilege of being my first. The only catch is that he isn’t paying for himself. No, he’s demanding an act of sexual espionage. He wants me to extract information from a business rival.

They rescued her. They tamed her. Now they will ravage her. Though the aliens were the ones I always feared, it was my own kind who hurt me. Men took me captive, and it was four Vakarran warriors who saved me. But they don't plan to set me free.... I belong to them now, and they intend to make me theirs more thoroughly than I can imagine. They are the enemy, and first I try to fight, then I try to run. But as they punish me, claim me, and share me between them, it isn't long before I am begging them to ravage me completely.

In a world built on secrets, whom can you trust?‍ I have my assignment: infiltrate the Gifted government and find a way to undermine their power.‍ Should be easy, right? But my magic is going haywire again, the bond to my four is straining, and I don’t know how to play the role I’ve been given.‍ On top of that, I’m starting to realize there’s even more danger here than meets the eye. Someone in the capital isn’t playing by the rules....‍ Which leaves just one question. Whose side are they on? I can handle myself in a fight. But can I win the game of lies?

This is no boring librarian shushing people from behind a desk. This librarian corrals rogue magic. But more importantly, she has a frog and a cat, and she’s not afraid to use them! I knew when I woke up with a migraine that things were going to get interesting. As a magical artifact wrangler, it’s not an unusual way to start my day. But I had no idea how bad it was going to get until I found a frog sitting in my teacup.

Five years ago, Clayton Rorick loved me. Or so I thought. Turned out he only wanted to get his hands on my daddy’s company. Heartbroken, I ran away with nothing but the clothes on my back. Like a twisted Cinderella. When my father dies, leaving my sisters in a desperate situation, it’s up to me to help them. I'll have to beg the man who broke my heart to save us.

When my job lands me in Dogwood Cove, I have no intention of pretending to be someone I’m not. I especially didn’t intend to fall for a cautious, small-town bookstore owner who brings out a side of me I was convinced no longer existed. We couldn’t be more opposite, but I can’t seem to stay away from her. The problem is, if Paige knew the truth of who I was, how broken I really am, she’d run in the other direction. My emotional scars run deep, the chains of guilt weigh me down.

I dared to defy him, but as this alien brute rips my clothes off and mounts me with my bottom still burning from his punishing hand it is clear what is in store for me isn't mere vengeance. It is conquest.

I made a deal with a sorcerer. I'll help him stop an evil nobody even knows exists yet. In exchange, he'll set me free of the monster that lives inside me. Sounds like a sweet deal, right? I thought so, but there's one thing I forgot to think about: Ax Creed.

When Regan was a young girl living in the small town of Altus, OK, Kellan was just her brother’s best friend. Then the virus came, turning the world’s population into zombies, and he became so much more. They were only kids, but he saved her. Watched over her. Kept her alive. And he’s been doing the same thing every day since.

Kamii: My marriage ended tragically. Since then, the only excitement in my lonely, pathetic, workaholic life has been reading romance novels. However, I now have the chance to be whoever I want to be, where no one knows my past, and will never be my future. Preston: I like to bury my pain somewhere I can be anonymous, and still be faithful to my deceased wife's memory. There, I can give and receive pleasure, without any guilt or attachment. When their worlds collide, their anonymity offers protection from painful pasts, cunning schemes, and dangerous lies.

I’ve never laid eyes on a man, not even in pictures. Eden is a woman’s world...a world no man has ever stepped foot on. But then the Khetar arrive. They’re big alien men, in a big alien ship, with big alien d—let’s just say it’s a big problem, especially because High Command assigns me to operate the airlock for a diplomatic mission. I make first contact with their king, their scion: Thuliak. One look into those burning teal eyes is all it takes. He’s the first and last man I ever need to see. A woman from Eden may never touch a man.

They want to make a “triumvirate” with me. I ask what it does. They smirk. One whispers: “It makes babies.” If you’re from Eden and see a man, it doesn’t always taint you right away. As long as your mind doesn’t think dirty thoughts too quickly, and as long as you don’t like what you see too much, you’re probably safe. At least you’d have time to look away.

Yeah, Cody’s got a lot of rules, and I have a few of my own. But the minute Cody walked into the bar where I work - I knew I’d break every last one of them. That’s why I can’t tell him I’m his Morning Girl. I’m head over heels for that broken-down cowboy, and he only wants one version of me. I take what I can get from him: scraps of friendship and his eyes on me every morning, but soon the secrets and lies grow out of control, and the only thing I know for sure is I love him.

When the townspeople of Harrogate almost riot over the Christmas décor thievery committed by the chair of the Elf on the Shelf Committee, I know I’m not going to survive the holiday season unless drastic action is taken. Biddy Jefferson turning up dead in my Christmas market stall is not exactly the type of drastic measure I had in mind. With no alibi and a town obsessed with pinning the murder on me, I have to clear my name. This is on top of planning the upcoming holiday ball, dealing with quirky stall owners in the Christmas market, and corralling confused tourists.

I came here as a spy. I ended up as the king's property. I was captured and locked in a dungeon, but it was only when I saw Magnar that I felt real fear. He is a warrior and a king, but that is not why my virgin body quivers as I stand bare before him. He is not merely an alpha. He is my alpha. The one who will punish and master me. The one who will claim and ravage me. The one who will break me, but only after he's made me beg for it.

I’m here to interview The Beast, the French billionaire and ex-wrestler. Who knows that SEVEN lonely French men have other plans for me....

English professor Elijah M. Clayton, Jr., has promised his dying cousin he’ll raise her unborn daughter, but he knows he can’t do it on his own. His search for a wife fails miserably until he meets Beatrix-35 at a speed-dating event. Unfortunately, the ASD he does his best to conceal turns his best hope into another failure. Plumber Beatrix Glouster is convinced she’s finally met a good guy in Elijah-34—until his probing questions about babies and breastfeeding lead her to suspect he’s more pervert than perfect.